Well. I mean yesterday, really. It was a combination of luck and not giving up. And really, really lucky to not have run into a trigger, despite wandering into the general insanity of a grocery store during Thanksgiving week. That would have been game over, no matter how defiant I may be.

One thing that may, or may not, be helping is that I marked out the bad days on the fridge wipe-a-calendar. So supposedly I’m more prepared, or at least, I remember better to avoid triggers and also lay down a schedule to quell the bipolar. Maybe.

The Monday/Tuesday divide makes me nervous, and hopefully the mania will calm down soon. If I start blathering on Twitter in a few hours about things I see in the darkness, you’ll know why.

I’m saving up watching “The Great Game” for Tuesday evening, job and circumstances like trees and powerlines willing.